Testo Hula Bula Man

Got my education on a Seventh Avenue train I met my one armed saxaphone player, suitcase in his hand He had eleven million uninvited guests running through his brain Led by the Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man I used to rap for free, upon my mammas knee until the day she died I met my one-eyed thief while he looked around to steal another eye He had eleven million uninvited guests running through his brain Led by the Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Can't get away off this train I can't get away I can't get away It's all the same I went just through the turnstile Do you want to buy or go back I see them sad-eyed junkies weavin' Jack Flash They got eleven million uninvited guests running through their brain Led by the Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man Hula Bula, Hula Bula Man I can't get away off this train I can't get away I can't get away It's all the same Three Byrds Land in London 1997 Strange Fruit